• The Geology of Change: A Poem for Rock

    You speak between the lines, A secret to decode. No sense of where to stand, But in between, there is something like love. The flint, the spark, the flame, Lava’s liquid sharpness, Igneous, formed from fire. You sweat, but we do not burn. Adrenaline buzzed with fever, I held you wet in my arms. Sick with…

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  • Why Food Is the New Rock ‘n’ Roll

    There’s a resurgence going on in America. Organic. Local-food culture. Farm-to-table.  Chefs are celebrities. Reality cooking and baking shows are on every cable channel. Food is the new rock ‘n’ roll. I am a rock chick at heart. I worked in record stores when they were still called record stores. I worked for a music…

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  • A New Lease on Life

    A New Lease on Life

    I didn’t even know how much I needed it until it arrived. (Well, that’s not exactly true.) I was crossing my fingers and toes that I would get good news, but I was preparing myself for the worst just in case. “Just in case” may feel like a denial of hope in a given situation.…

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  • I Was Blinded by Something That I Thought Was Love

    “Our sensory organs love to lead us astray, and eyes are the most deceptive of all. We rely too heavily upon them. We believe that we see the world around us, and yet it is only the surface that we perceive. We must learn to divine the true nature of things, their substance, and the…

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  • Finding the Power of Being Quiet

    “Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again.” -Anais Nin While sitting alone in a little restaurant in Tivoli to finish reading Susan Cain’s book about introverts, my quiet afternoon was interrupted…

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  • The Shadow at My Feet

    The Shadow at My Feet

    Oh Sufi curled up sleeping next to me, You have filled my home With meows and yowls, And the patter of paws Running up and down the stairs. Shadow at my feet, In two short months, You have changed my life. Seven pounds purring on my shoulder, nibbling at my nose And licking my chin.…

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  • Freedom From My Bullshit

    Freedom From My Bullshit

    When you look up the transitive verb “accept” in the dictionary, you will find the following definitions: to receive willingly <accept a gift> to give admittance or approval to <accept as one of a group> to endure without protest or reaction <accept poor living conditions> to recognize as true: believe <refused to accept the explanation> to make a favorable response to <accept an offer> to agree to undertake (a…

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  • When to Say Yes and When to Say No

    Somewhere along the way I got confused about when to say yes and when to say no. When to affirm and when to negate. When to accept and when to refuse. When to allow and when to deny. Maybe it was because I didn’t know what I wanted. Maybe it was because I didn’t really…

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  • Who Put the ‘Tude in Gratitude?

    During my first few years of college, I worked at a record store, an art supply store and later a book store. I listened to Throwing Muses on the bus, painted expressionistic portraits of friends and wrote poetry in coffee shops while smoking cigarettes. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner. My hair was wild and…

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  • I Left the City But the City Didn’t Leave Me

    I have a very vivid impression of being a little girl playing in the sandbox with my best friend when I looked up at the clouds in the sky and told her that when I grew up, I was going to live in a big city far away from the backyard wonderland of Northeast Ohio.…

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